Chapter 250 (1/2)

Chapter 250: Chapter 250

Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

Feng Yulin suppressed his emotions and walked over quietly with his hands in his pockets.

Tang Yuan squatted on the phone and gulped. It saw the handsome young man smiling at Lord Jue. 2

Tang Yuan closed its eyes and wondered if it should give her a reminder. 2

Feng Yulin reached out his hand to pinch Ling Jue’s face, but he suddenly thought of something. Feng Yulin’s face stiffened and he quickly withdrew his hand. 2

Tang Yuan was so scared that it rolled on the ground like a wheel. It turned over and patted its small body.

Ling Jue opened her eyes and saw Feng Yulin on the phone while Tang Yuan was struggling to crawl on the table leg.

“What are you doing?” Ling Jue’s mouth twitched. Why did Tang Yuan, that stupid bug, roll off the table? 2

“Lord Jue…” It finally realized what was going on. It seemed like it could fly, so it quickly hopped onto her leg and crawled to her neck. It hid behind her hair and quietly looked at the handsome young man not far away. 2

Could it say that it saw something amazing?

The handsome young man had wanted to touch Lord Jue’s face just now, but when he felt that Lord Jue was about to open his eyes, he immediately took out his phone and picked it up. In fact, no one had called him at all.

“What’s wrong?” Ling Jue frowned. Tang Yuan was scared by Feng Yulin? 2

She turned to look at Feng Yulin. He had already hung up the phone. His expression was a little strange. He did not look at her. He just walked a few steps towards the door and turned around to glance at her as if he had thought of something. “Let’s go.” 2

“Okay.” Ling Jue stood up and followed behind him. She felt that he was a little strange, especially when she looked at him from her angle. The man’s ears were slightly red, as if he was embarra.s.sed about something. 2

“Xiao Jue, you’re leaving? ! Wait a minute! Take this!” The old lady who was making pancakes in the kitchen heard this and quickly chased after her with two pancakes… 2

“…” Ling Jue stopped in her tracks. She looked at the pancakes that she packed in the paper bag and raised her eyebrows. She had never eaten something like this before. 2

“I made this myself. Don’t mind it.” There was still some flour on her hands, and the wrinkles on her face looked as if flowers had bloomed. 2

“Thank you.” A strange feeling flashed through Ling Jue’s heart as she took the food. 2